It's been a while. My mum took my laptop cause of my grades in school but it's back now and I got a bunch to talk about.
Last Friday, I went to my first Rave. That was pretty fun, until the cops shut it down and we had to dip and then it got less fun. But I will hopefully be going to more.
I think i'm finally over Alyssa. But I still care for her a lot and It KILLS me to see her hurt. And it makes me wanna hurt anyone who makes her feel less than she is.
On a better note...sorta...the person I was talking about in a previous blog, the one I like, asked me out last Thursday. I didn't say Yes right away cause we were both REALLY baked and I didn't want him (yes it's a him) to regret it the next day. He found out I liked him cause of a drunken game of Truth or Dare and he asked me if I did. It took me a while to respond ("MAN this is some good fruit punch *siiip*") but i eventually did. Then the next day when we were smokin he wanted to talk about it and it ended with him saying he liked me too and he wanted me to be his girlfriend and I was soo baked and I couldn't really process what was going on and didn't really want too cause I was afraid. Of what? I don't know. Maybe of "Waking up"....
Cause when I'm high, I feel like I'm dreaming anyways and him saying all that just tripped me out and like made me feel like I needed to "wake up". But I wasn't dreaming and It was happening. I kept telling him he didn't know what he was saying and I didn't want him to say it and change his mind the next day, so He said he would ask me again the next day and give me time to think about it.
So the next day rolls around, and I'm waiting for it. All day I wait for it. Then at the last min I ask him, "So I guess you changed your mind?" And he tells me he didn't change his mind and that he thinks we should take it slow and keep doing what were doing and see where it goes.
I don't really know what taking it slow means since we've known each other for a while now. But I guess I'll just have to roll with the punches life throws at me.
I had a magical walk home from Alyssa's today though. She lives rather far from the trolley station, about a 45 min walk. It took me about an hour. I took a "short cut" through these woods and got lost. I was kinda struggling to find my way out with out going back the way I came. I had to go through webs and sticks and branches and step in mud and under trees. But It was a pretty amazing feeling when I finally made it out. I felt rather accomplished and proud of myself. When I was out I sat on this wall and just sat there, with twigs and little webs in my hair and looking back through the woods and being happy I made it out on my own.
No help.
No distractions.
Just Me, Myself, And I.

And that's a pretty amazing feeling when you know you can make yourself feel that way without the help of others. I'm not saying I don't need anyone's help with "finding my way out", I'm just saying, I can do it perfectly well on my own if I need to.
Maybe it's a sign that things are starting to look up again.
It is possible. Things are changing
I like change but at the same time I hate it.
I want my friends to change with me and not leave my side.
Hey Andrew,
Imissyou.






